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For any OC of your choice: would they wear designer clothes? Or would they not care about brands, and focus on other aspects of clothing? (overall appearance, practicality etc.)
Hi! Sorry I responded so late, finals are eating me alive.
I'm going to go with Elias Laidir for this question because I think he would, but over all his style can be described as Pirate Ziggy Stardust, so I don't think he cares as long as it looks nice. He's definitely not paying full price though, it will be thrifted, or stolen a gift.
Mahanon on the other hand, views clothes completely in terms of practicality. In a modern AU, he wears a t-shirt, jeans, and flannel almost exclusively. if he has any it's from Dorian, and if he wears it, it's out of guilt from never using his gift.
Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.
I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.
Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔
Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.
I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.
Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔
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As a former librarian I'm actually required to remind you that many libraries that subscribe to Libby are opted into a program that lets you subscribe and access magazines for free with no wait
And that this is actually a really fun, low cost way to not only access news and larger cultural magazines, but also to get free patterns for many different crafts that you can screenshot if need be and that lower the financial barriers to entry for trying new things
From my experience working in both academic and public libraries, many libraries are use it or lose it funding-- I have to say this because a lot of patrons feel guilty for how much they use the library and how often they're using it funny enough, but the worst thing you can do for libraries is not try out new features and not use what's already given to you as much as possible.
The numbers that come as a result of your patronage are how most libraries justify their continued existence in times of financial hardship, which sucks but, go check out some magazines on Libby!
My kids need you Remmeber this. 💔🚨
Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #523 )✅️
✅️Vetted by @90-ghost
Those are my two littles. All I need for them to live a good life away from wars and famine.
I'm strong with your support. You can do it and make me read my goal.
Here we are waiting for food and this is so humiliating for us. Food here is not available and everything is so expinsive.
Also Eid El Fitr is coming and we need to buy new cloths for us to celebrate our Eid.
You can donate here
Yeah no, I'm sure the country using tiktok thirst traps to legitimize it's military has nothing nefarious to hide.
Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.
I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.
Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔
There’s a strange thing about memories—sometimes, they feel like the only thing we have left. I close my eyes, and I can still see my family sitting around the dinner table, laughing at a joke my uncle made. I can still hear my mother calling me to come inside before it gets too late. I can still feel the warm sun on my face as I walked home from school, thinking about my next big dream.
Now, those moments feel like they belong to another life. The streets aren’t the same. The people aren’t the same. And I—I don’t know if I’m the same either. But I hold onto those memories so tightly because they remind me of who I am, of the love I’ve known, of the warmth that still exists somewhere in this world.
If you’re reading this, take a moment to appreciate the little things. Hug your family. Send a message to an old friend. Step outside and take a deep breath of fresh air. 🌿 These are the moments that matter. These are the things that make life beautiful.
No matter where life takes me, I’ll never stop cherishing the love that shaped me. And I hope, wherever you are, you never stop appreciating the love around you too. 💙
Hello, It's Momen Al Madhoun, writing from the most miserable area in the whole world, I am deeply thankful to all of you. Your support means the world to my family
🍉🍉🍉 I urgently plead you to keep sharing our campaign with your friends, family, and acquaintances
15 months have passed as if it were 15 years, and suffering increasing day after day 😔 Our health is decaying, we have NO IMMUNITY to fight diseases. No healthy food to feed our worn cells. Finding a quiet, clean place for us to get some rest is IMPOSSIBLE! I'm in urgent need of serious financial support so that I can take action and save my family! Our faces speak the misery we're going through! my children can't bear the ruthlessness of war life… pain and cold does not allow either of them to sleep 💔
I found in drawing a way to relieve stress and describe what we are experiencing, but even this i was deprived of, due to the difficulty of obtaining good internet and electricity for a sufficient time If you are interested in art, you can check I my blog I and find my artworks, i hope you will share them and support me to continue fighting and trying Every share and donation brings us one step closer to saving my family's lives. Your support, no matter how small, holds the power to rescue my loved ones from grave danger There are no words can describe how many times we have been displaced The situation we're living now is really hard to imagine Where do we Go?
Imagine the vastness of this universe, we cannot escape to a safe place far from the war
🌟 Our campaign is vetted by 🇵🇸 @/gazavetters List at #291
Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.
I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.
Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔
But I don’t want this to just be a story of loss. I want it to be a story of hope. No matter how much has changed, I refuse to stop believing in better days. I refuse to stop dreaming of a future where I can rebuild, where I can find peace, where I can wake up in the morning without fear.
That’s why I’m here. To share my journey. To connect with people who believe in kindness and humanity. To remind myself—and anyone reading this—that even in the darkest times, there is still light. ✨
If you’ve read this far, thank you. I’d love to get to know you too. Tell me something about yourself in the comments. Let’s build something positive together. 💬💙
Okay I got in touch with @90-ghost (Ahmed) and he has confirmed to me the deactivation was not something he did himself. He also showed me a screenshot of his tumblr app glitching out because of it.
Tumblr deleted his account. That being said, it might have been an automatic response to a mass reporting campaign being led by zionist stalkers. It could also have been a decision made by tumblr staff themselves.
We don't fully know what happened. Ahmed has contacted them to report the issue. In the meantime, make people aware of this problem.
If his blog is gone the vetting links to a lot of legit fundraisers are going to be broken now and not be of any use.
eSims are still needed, especially Nomad brand (as of January 2025). Use discount code NOMADCNG.
Do NOT activate the eSim. Find the QR code in the email. Screenshot the QR code. Take a clear screenshot of the QR code and send it to gazaesims@gmail.com. Make sure to send 1 email for each esim you donate. Helps to have the expiration date in the email subject line.
Keep up with info on instagram: https://www.instagram.com/connectinghumanity_/
And on the Connecting Humanity website: https://connecting-humanity.org/donate/
You can also donate online to Crips for eSims:
I painted this painting in 2015. It was in my house before it was bombed. All my paintings were erased from existence, and this is one of them.
Vetted by @el-shab-hussein , @nabulsi & @northgazaupdates
Hello, I'm Wasim, from Gaza. I'm 20 years old. My family consists of 6 members: my mother, father, 1 sister, and 2 brothers. We were displaced from Rafah to Al-Mawasi in Khan Yunis, under severe bombardment and destruction, without anything, in a small tent that can not accommodate 5 people without the necessities of life.😞💔😭
As was supposed, I was studying at a university in the month of October in which the war broke out, but my university was destroyed, and the universities in the entire sector were destroyed.
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Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.
I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.
Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔
My baby Adam needs your support 🥺🥺🚨
Please Save our lives in Gaza when really need your support.
✅ Vetted by @90-ghost -vetted link
Despite the ceasefire, the suffering in Gaza hasn’t stopped. We are still facing severe food shortages, constant power cuts, and extreme difficulty in accessing basic necessities. Donations through GoFundMe have been a lifeline for many, but they have dropped significantly, making survival even harder.Every donation, no matter how small, makes a huge difference. Be part of the hope and support us today. 💙
We really need your support please donate here
they said it couldn't be done etc etc [x]
Israel returned to war again. The bombing is everywhere. We are being exterminated here and the whole world is silent.
In a moment, 400 people were killed, most of them children and women.
There is no food, no drink, and no way out of this hell.
We are dying before your eyes please, don’t leave us alone! Save us, do something protest, donate, participate.
I don’t want to die! Please support me with any amount that will promise me to buy food, drink, medicine and survive me and my family
I genuinely feel ashamed that all I can do is write words while more and more Arab people die - but momentum for fundraisers is one of very few things any of us can do at the moment
Please donate to the Sameer Project. They are doing amazing work on the ground. Try to do what you can. Sharing and donating as little as 5 dollars can culminate into a big difference. I have enough of a following to know that we can make a truly big difference if this didn’t simply go ignored bc people decided they’re bored now
I’d also like to remind folks of the vetted campaign list here.
Please consider donating. I don’t know what else to say to convince people to care. If you are able to, I encourage you all to look into the massacre from last night (Motaz and Bisan have covered them in detail on Instagram; obvious content warning for child death & death in general. Jewish Voices for Peace is also reposting/consolidating information and action steps. It’s sick to say this not the worst we have seen Israel do, but it is some of the most brutal imagery I’ve seen in the past few months.) Be on the lookout for other organized forms of protest most likely to roll out today and the rest of the week. Please be safe out there and please do not let the world convince you to stop caring about Palestine and Palestinians.
You guys gotta remember that the end goal of all this political shit is to strip mine public services and funnel money into the pockets of the wealthy. Don't get distracted. "Why are they doing this what are they gonna do next?" They're gonna strip mine public services to line their own pockets. Everything is a means to that end.
7 days without a single morsel of food entering Gaza 2 million people are trapped in Gaza, including my family who need food every day.
Please don't forget Gaza and my family still need you Please donate to us.
I think people need to be more comfortable with illegalism and I’m not kidding. Of course the more legal something is, the safer and easier it is to do, but the more people who disregard the law, the harder it is to enforce. There are plenty of laws on the books that people just ignore and are never or rarely policed.
Becoming more comfortable with little illegal activities makes you more comfortable with bigger more important illegal activities. Additionally, it is crucial to build a wall of silence. Nobody talks everybody walks.
People who give out food without a permit, hold a march without a permit, grow a garden without a permit, are more likely to be people you could turn to to work with on preventing an eviction, or keeping people out of cop hands, or helping your friend Jane get crucial healthcare when it’s not legal in your state.
Communities comfortable with these acts won’t call the cops, and then nobody knows that it’s happening.
People have got to shift from both the idea that lawful = good/ illegal = bad, and that the illegality of something means that’s the end of it, and the only fight left is to make it legal again.
Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed, and I want to share a little bit of my journey with you.
I was born and raised in Gaza, a place I once called home. Life was simple but beautiful. I remember sitting with my family in the evenings, drinking tea and telling stories. I remember walking through the streets, greeting neighbors, feeling like I belonged. I remember celebrating birthdays, laughing over silly jokes, and dreaming about the future.
But in the blink of an eye, everything changed. My home is gone. My family is not whole anymore. My city is unrecognizable. 💔 The streets that once felt so safe are now filled with emptiness. The laughter has been replaced with silence.
And yet, I hold onto my memories. Because memories remind me of who I am, where I come from, and what truly matters. They remind me that love, family, and connection are stronger than destruction.
If you’re reading this, take a moment to appreciate the little things. Hug your family, tell someone you love them, appreciate the warmth of home. These small moments are what truly make life beautiful. 💙
the suffering never ends
Everyone here on Tumblr you know that the war in Gaza is over but for me the war is not over because when you see yourself living in a tent that does not protect you from the rain and cold or you see yourself unable to provide food for yourself and your family and you see your memories become a dream and you cannot do anything and you are confused this is the real war your donation makes a difference in my life
There is literally no moral value to any gender. It is All Morally Neutral. It should go without saying but I think we've circled back societally to assigning value and personality based on gender